Turn of Events

The best laid plans often go awry. Neither of them had ever experienced going up against the high-level magics of astrology. 

Ever since they entered the blood-red Final Lands, Xiao Lin had been avoiding overthinking. What if they were not able to escape? What if the high priest captured them? What if they died there? 

All these questions caused them to lose hope. Lilith and himself were SS-rank talents, and their talents had been able to push themselves to the limits. However, they were facing high priest Asabanor, a monster that had lived for more than nine hundred years. In front of this opponent, they were but fledglings. 

Xiao Lin was not battle hungry like Lilith, so he had to work hard to calm himself down and analyze the situation in front of them, calculating the battle capabilities of him and Lilith.